Saturday, 27 September 2014

M J Arlidge and the prostitute's revenge

Today’s guest blog is by M(atthew) J Arlidge.He has worked in television for the last
fifteen years, specialising in high end drama production.In the last five years Arlidge has produced a
number of prime-time crime serials for ITV, including Torn, The Little House
and most recently Undeniable which
was broadcast in spring 2014.He is currently
writing for Silent Witness.

Prostitutes are easy targets.For centuries these vulnerable and isolated
women have been the targeted by violent men who view them as worthless, sinful
and ripe for destruction.Jack the
Ripper was not the first and sadly the Suffolk Strangler won’t be the last.In crime fiction, the same is true – all too
often prostitutes are the victims of murderous and perverted desire.The eviscerated prostitute found in the
gutter is a staple of both books and TV.

Pop
Goes the Weasel, the
second novel in the DI Helen Grace series, is my response to this phenomenon.This is the novel where all those fictional
prostitutes get their own back.It opens
on the backstreets of Southampton’s real life red light district – a deserted
industrial estate with not a red bulb in sight – and focuses on a man with
depraved intent who gets his comeuppance in spectacular style at the hands of a
young prostitute.I’m not guilty of any
spoilers here; as it is clear from very early on that Helen and her team at
Southampton Central are chasing a serial-killing prostitute.And that’s kind of the point.I felt it was time to play the reverse of the
norm and to “enjoy” the boot being on the other foot for once.

Climbing inside the story, I found that
the killer’s crimes threw up some interesting points about how we view men and
women.We have a tendency to regard
prostitutes as less than human, as somehow deserving of their fate.But we are far less quick to judge – or even
talk about - the men who pay for sex.The
men who abuse and mistreat prostitutes on a daily basis.So it proves in Pop Goes the Weasel, as the families of the murdered men go to
great lengths to deny that their husbands, fathers, lovers would ever pay for sex.Deep in denial, they invent all sorts of
excuses for their presence in the backstreets of Southampton – the innocent
victims of muggings, helping out the unfortunate – as part of a concerted
effort to defend “their men”.Do women
receive the same treatment either in this sphere or more widely in society?

The answer of course is no, whether it
be in the realm of prostitution – Stephen Butchard’s brilliant BBC drama Five Daughters about the Suffolk victims
a notable exception – or more generally in life.Society loves judging women in a way they
never would men.More than that, they
love judging women and finding them wanting.Whether it’s for being too sexually provocative, or not being attractive
enough.Or for being a bad Mum, or for
lacking ambition.For all the progress
that has been made in promoting gender equality in recent years, we are still
addicted to belittling women and making life as hard as possible for them.People often ask me why I - a man last time I
checked – have a female protagonist and write novels that are dominated by
women.It might be because I find them
more complex and interesting than men, but it’s principally because life is
much harder for women and you always want to throw as many rocks as possible at
your characters.It’s no accident that
the killers in Eeny Meeny (the first
Helen Grace novel) and Pop Goes the
Weasel are both women – nor that they are being hunted by female adversaries.Society puts huge pressure on women every day
of the week and it’s endlessly interesting to see how people react when that
pressure becomes too great.Some give
in, some fight back.The killer at the
heart of Pop Goes the Weasel belongs
in the latter category.In her own
depraved way, she’s trying to settle the score.Finally, someone is sticking it to the man.

Pop
Goes the Weasel

The body of a middle-aged man is discovered in Southampton's
red light district - horrifically mutilated, with his heart removed. Hours
later - and barely cold - the heart arrives with his wife and children by
courier. A pattern emerges when another male victim is found dead and
eviscerated, his heart delivered soon afterwards. The media call it Jack the
Ripper in reverse; revenge against the men who lead sordid double lives
visiting prostitutes. For Grace, only one thing is certain: there's a vicious
serial-killer at large who must be halted at all costs . . .

Pop Goes the Weasel is published in paperback by Penguin and is out now.